Chapter 161 Do You Know Who I Am?
James never expected that the urgent call he had just answered was from Kaitlyn, and he was even more frustrated that he agreed to pick her up from the airport in the afternoon.
He had been trying hard to distance himself from the Smith Family and forget Mary, but now he was entangled with Kaitlyn again.
After thinking for a while, James decided to pick her up, considering it a way to end things properly with the Smith Family.
Glancing at the time, James prepared to call a cab back to JZL Medical Clinic. Judging from yesterday's situation, he believed there would likely be more patients today.
He was worried that Randy and Mark would be exhausted.
Before James could reach the community gate to call a cab, an old Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of him.
The car door opened, and Samuel emerged with a big smile.
"James, I'm here to pick you up."
"Samuel, why are you here? How's your injury?"
James looked at Samuel in surprise, his eyes fixed on Samuel's wounded leg.
"Why aren't you staying in the hospital?"
"The hospital took great care of me, with the best medicine, the best doctors, and the best nurses, so my injury healed quickly." Samuel chuckled. "I was getting bored to death in the hospital, so Ms. Lee let me out to be your driver. Don't worry, my leg is really fine now. I won't be a road hazard."
He even patted his leg to show he was okay.
James glanced at the floor where Olivia lived, feeling a touch of warmth.
Olivia must have been worried that he would get drunk like last night, and since he refused to let her stay with him all the time, she had Samuel discharged to keep an eye on him.
Moreover, Samuel was good friends with Mary. With Samuel's guidance, he could get over the divorce more quickly and effectively.
Olivia really put her heart into it.
She was the second person, after his mother, to make him feel warmth.
James stepped forward, shook Samuel's hand to confirm he was indeed fine, and then patted his shoulder with a smile.
"Alright, drive me back to JZL Medical Clinic."
Samuel immediately opened the car door, and after James got in, he stepped on the gas and drove off.
On the way, Samuel chatted with James about hospital trivia and mentioned he had a crush on a young nurse.
Then, with a sincere expression, he said, "James, you're so skilled. Can you teach me a few moves? I want to learn for self-defense."
The conflict at the hospital made Samuel realize how small he was. He couldn't even protect himself, let alone others.
"You want to learn martial arts?" James looked at Samuel with interest. "It will be tough."
"I'm not afraid." Samuel puffed out his chest. "Compared to being looked down upon and despised, what's a little hardship? I'm really afraid I'll be too scared to work anymore."
The rise and fall of the Brown family made Samuel realize that strength is the true king and the currency of respect.
If he didn't endure some hardship to become stronger now, he feared he would be bullied every day in the future.
Seeing Samuel's heartfelt plea, James nodded slightly.
"Alright, when we get back to JZL Medical Clinic, I'll prepare some medicine to condition your body, and then I'll teach you a set of martial arts suitable for you. You won't be able to take on a hundred people, but taking on ten will be no problem."
He decided to keep Samuel by his side, so he had the obligation to train him. Otherwise, how could he stand up to people like Terry?
Moreover, his mind was filled with various martial arts techniques. Any one of them would be enough for Samuel to practice for ten years.
"Thank you, James, thank you." Samuel's eyes lit up with gratitude. "I won't let you down. I want to be the second-best fighter in Rosewood City."
He waved his fist.
As they talked, Samuel suddenly saw a Porsche dart out, make a U-turn, and block their way. He quickly hit the brakes.
The old Mercedes-Benz barely stopped in time, but the Porsche's maneuver was too wide, and its front end scraped the Mercedes' headlight, leaving several scratches on the Porsche.
The Mercedes' headlight also shattered with a crack.
Seeing the collision, the Porsche also hit the brakes.
Samuel frowned slightly, then opened the car door and got out.
The Porsche's door also opened, and a tall woman stepped out, wearing a batwing top and pencil pants, with a red hat on her head.
Her makeup was exquisite, and she was very pretty, but she looked very arrogant.
Before Samuel could speak, she walked over in high heels, angrily pointing at Samuel and shouting, "How do you drive? Do you know how expensive my car is? Didn't you see it and avoid it?"
Samuel retorted, "You made a U-turn in the wrong direction. How is it my fault?"
"I drive a Porsche, and you drive a crappy Mercedes. What right do you have to argue with me?" The woman in the red hat, named Peyton Moore, scolded, "I never care about traffic rules when I drive. I only know that when I want to make a U-turn, you have to get out of the way. If you don't, it's your fault."
"I'll give you three minutes to decide. Either pay me ten thousand dollars, or I'll have someone smash your car."
She took out her phone and threatened aggressively.
Samuel couldn't help but shout, "Can you be reasonable?"
"Reason?" Peyton sneered, "I am the reason."
Samuel was speechless. "There's no reasoning with you. Let's call the police and let them handle it."
As soon as Samuel finished speaking, Peyton slapped him hard across the face.
"Bastard, who do you think you are, using the police against me?"
Samuel staggered and asked, "Why did you hit me?"
Peyton slapped him again. "So what if I hit you? Can't I hit you? Do you know who I am? Driving a crappy car and daring to argue?"
She continued to scold arrogantly, slapping Samuel repeatedly, leaving him completely stunned.
Before Peyton could finish her tirade, James walked over and slapped her across the face.
"Don't you know making a U-turn in the wrong direction can kill people? You broke the rules and still have the nerve to argue? Wearing a hat makes you think you're a queen? Did you think about the consequences of hitting my friend?"
James scolded her while slapping her, quickly swelling her cheeks and knocking her red hat off.
The once arrogant Peyton was stunned by James' slaps, gasping in shock.
She couldn't believe what was happening. She was always the one bullying others, never the one being bullied.
"With this kind of shrew, less talk and more action." James said to the stunned Samuel. "Let's go, don't waste time with her."
"Bastard, how dare you hit me." Peyton snapped out of it, covering her face and shouting angrily, "Do you know who I am?"
James didn't waste words, slapping her twice more, making her scream.
"Tell me, who are you?"
Peyton was furious and wanted to keep shouting but was afraid of James' aggression.
She covered her face and shouted angrily, "Give me ten minutes, and I'll have someone beat you up. Believe it or not?"
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